THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 5, Issue 28, 13 March 1942, Page 6

THE "GOOD ENDEAVOUR" LEAGUE

What lio. -what ho, ma hearties. To-day after all the wintl and rain I am having' a tidy up. You've no idea what a lot of curious things I have collected in my cave. EVen I am surprised sometimes at what I have. You remember our world trip and the strange places we stopped at, well I don't think there was a port at which we stopped where I did not purchase something to bring home. I have Indian headgear from Canada, shell necklaces from the South Seas, ebony carvings from India, mats from China, and all manner of things as well. One •of these days if I can get permission I will bring them all over to Whakatane and will make an exhibition for folk to look at. Right at the bottom of a big packing case I found the silver goodwill plate presented to us by the Mayor of London. That will always be one of my most cherished possessions, and I wouldn't part with it for a thousand pounds. I was glad to give them all a good airing as they were becoming mildewed after being stored for so long. Well boys and girls I guess I had better be signing off and letting you get on with your page, so cheerio till next week, when I hope we can have another pleasant chat and that many of you will have gone in for the competition once again. \ THE- KIND WITCH v In a little house built of big mossy stones, by a small stream.; lived an old witch. People called her Mother Lagga, and believed that she really was a mother of black magic, and all who passed hurried Avhen they saw her broiling and stewing in an old iron pot over a blazing fire. One day the young King of that country was hunting deer in the forest when there was a storm and he and his huntsmen were separated. The King wandered aimlessly on and cn, until, he saw a light shining through the trees. He went up to a queer little house and knocked on the door. An ol£ woman opened it and, welcoming" him with these words, "I haven't much for ye, sir, but ye ma 3- have your fill," bustled about bringing forth jjlatters, cujjs and other cooking utensils, and then, after serving him, disappeared into the next room. The King regaled himself with soup and stew, finishing up with a steaming hot cup of coffee, and then looked around for the old witch, but could see no one. After some time elapsed, there was a rustle, and there in the doorway of the adjoining room stood a beautiful maiden, clad in royal robes. The King gasped in astonishment. . "Who are you?" he blurted out at last. "I am a king's daughter," she replied, "and was turned into a witch by a wise woman till I Jiad provided for one hundred weary travellers, and as you are the hundredth, I have regained my normal form. "But why" were you treated so?" asked the King, breathlessly. "Because I was selfish and haughty," said the Princess, and recalling her past sins, slie burst into tears. Next morning at sunrise, through a fresh, rain-washed country, with larks singing high above in a pearlssky. rode the King 011 his horse. But not alone, for at his side rode the fair Princess, mounted on her snow-white pony. Later at his castle, amid great rejoicing, he made ! her his wife, and they reigned in happiness ever after. PLAY THE PAIRS GAME Here is a jolly game to play with your e.'iu 111s. of all. cut out somr slips cl ;)ii!)cr and write on j each one the name of a diflerenl [animal. Then nut the slips incu a hale .1 vi oiHere":t par 1 -* of 1 lie < . hide k<?;«v other slins of pnpr '* v. iii> the heme-: i:i Ihe ai:i:r.u!.s we:,-e '•in N;en;. Y<>u now rtr-k U: • players lot " | r ,ne or the slip- . 11L ee lee hat. a:v! J i ;U T then i:a\ > to try to fine tieve;e!l;,i en it. mer inslance. a

OR YOUNG READERS ONLY |Aboard for the Goodwill Cruise =- PETER THE WHALER _ (/WHALE island

paiiv he has to take another animal! out of the hat and try to make another pair. The player who makes the greatest number of pairs wins the game. HAVE YOU HEARD THIS? Tommy: Which hand do you Avrite with? Peterc My right hand. Tommy: Oh, I always write with n pen or pencil. at m a «* John: Do you ,know that in Ireland they don't shave men with wooden legs! Sandy: Really! Why is that? John: Because tlicy shave them with razors. RIDDLE POT What is the worst kind of fare?—■ Warfare. When does a chair dislike you?— When it can't bear you. ' When is a clock on the stairs dangerous?— When it runs down. When is a boy in the pantry like a poacher?— When he walks into preserves. How much docs the butcher weigh?— Meat. Why is a discontented most easily pleased?— Because he is satisfied with nothing. What is a backbone?—A thing that keeps us from having legs right up to our necks. Why does a sleeping kitten like the spring? —Because it brings the caterpillar (cat-a-pillow). Why is a chicken on a fence like a penny?—Bccause it has its head on one side and its tail on the other. LAST WEEK'S COMPETITION MATCH PUZZLE I had the most ingenious answers to this puzzle. You see the question was —How can jou make eight mat- ' ches into two and a half dozen ? Well the answer I had in mind was— Place two matches by themselves, and the remaining six in another pile. Thus you have two. and a half dozen! You sec it was simple enough, but some of. my crew were even cleverer than that and three made the figures 30 equals 2% dozen, while one bright young specimen went this way XXIX plus one equals 30 equals 234 dozen. So you see they were all right. What am I to do when I have no less than nine correct answers. I asked Butinsky, Imt he just went on chewing my boots, so I have decided to give you all prizes but to spread it over two weeks. That will mean that there will be no competition this week, or else the picture theatre manager would be chasing me off the island. Here are this week's winners: Barry Thoinas Barbara Wallace Noeline White Betty Wilson Pam Burstall Next week these four can collect theirs: Noleen Loomes Des White Maire Goodwin Donald McKenzie MY MAIL BOX Dear P.T.W. Here goes Cor a little chat on paper. I am iinding the Good Kndeavour League a 'great success and look" Forward to it every week. Yours Sincerely, Assistant Laundress. Pam isursU;ii. (Xow ililii':: lb.' sort <)i' le'liei' 1 Like gelling". I fuh ;dways Ihi'illeu ! 10. heav o! my h;-. ppy crevv enjoy- | ing in- ±j:uour pa.Ue. I '! hank V'M! !;••• - ; ; ::d J r<;p ::)«• a c!:ew- ; ;;d I 1:.;:,':. voll g; - UIVU-.